The Populars

Chapter Thirty: Popular Girl

                  

++Chapter Thirty: Popular Girl++

"Fame is a vapor, popularity is an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures, and that is character." -Horace Greeley

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"Clara! Asher is here," I hear my mom call from downstairs.

I feel a shiver run down my body, and I look down at my dress. I picked it out in summer, and bought it especially for homecoming, but it doesn't feel right. This is basically my coming out dress; this is the dress I will be wearing when I tell everyone the truth about me.

I glance down at the cream coloured sweet heart neckline dress. It has jewels plastered along the neckline, and down the middle of the bodice. The dress ends just before my knees, it's almost a written rule to wear a short dress to homecoming. Prom is when the floor length dresses come in.

I look into the dress and frown, the colour clashes with my fair skin tone, and I look too busty. I am Clara, not that popular bitch from school. Tonight's my chance to be myself, and this dress isn't doing it for me.

"I will be down in a second mom!" I exclaim, continuing to twirl around in the dress.

I shake my head at my reflection, I can't wear this. I can't go in this dress, there is absolutely no way. I am going to be confessing the truth but looking like a lie.

"Clara, can I come in?" I hear Asher's husky voice, and I can tell he must be on the mezzanine.

I stare at my half closed door, and sigh, "Yes you may," I say.

I hear footsteps leading to my door, and Asher slowly opens it all the way. He stares at me and frowns. He takes a couple steps into the room and closes the door behind him.

My jaw drops, as I see him in his suit. He is wearing a black suit jacket with a white collared shirt. His tie is a light blue colour, and I frown. Why did he choose light blue?

"You look stunning but it's so...." He trails off.

I frown, "Not me at all?" I suggest.

He slowly nods his head at me, "I thought this would happen, that's why I bought this," he says quietly.

I bring my gaze down to his hands, to see him pull out a big white box out of his jacket. He gives me a faint smile and hands it to me.

"I will wait for your arrival downstairs, Miss Stone," he says, imitating a posh accent.

I grab the box, and stare down at it. I hear the door click open, and Asher's footsteps leaving my room. The door closes, and I take a deep breath.

I open the box, and get met with some white tissue paper. I quickly rip the tissue paper out of the way, and stare down at a light blue fabric. That explains his tie...

I pull the fabric out of the box. Most of the dress is a smooth blue satin textured fabric, but the top of it is a sweet hear neckline, covered in floral lace. I smile, the dress is so me. Light blue might not be my ultimate favourite colour, but I love this dress.

I quickly take off the dress I am wearing now, and slip on the light blue dress. I frown when I notice there is a lot of excess fabric.... Oh my god, its floor length. I pull the dress up to my chest, and slip my arms into it. I zip the zipper on the side and stare at myself in the mirror.